Quotes About Tension

Our short film 'Kahaa Toh Tha' talks about how people can get irritated and frustrated with each other which leads to quarrels or fights.

In drawing after drawing, pastel after pastel, painting after painting, the contours of Degas's dancing figures become, at a certain point, darkly insistent, tangled and dusky. It may be around an elbow, a heel, an armpit, a calf muscle, the nape of a neck.

The place looks like where David Lynch would meet Beaver Cleaver's mom for secret afternoons of bondage and milkshakes.

He pulls the tape off Allegra's mouth. Grabs her BY THE HAIR and gives her a peck on the lips.

Whoever said Hell is other people was wrong. Hell is other people in your house .

Start talking or we're going to see if you can dog-paddle through fire. I wonder if fried Hellion tastes like spicy or original recipe?

Gentry's neighbor is still blasting the same teeth-grating country pop he was playing last time I was here. When the frowning dumbass sticks his head into the hall to complain about the noise I stick the Colt in his face. "Play Taylor Swift one more time, motherfucker." He turtles his head back into his apartment and the music stops.

What did you mean when you said Stein had gone over the edge?" She shifts her shoulders nervously.

he grabs his pistol when I thought this was a knife fight, and, well, it's a very upsetting moment. I

How many things do we have control over in our life? Just about zero, right? But that doesn't stop us from trying to control everything. And this is a major source of tension and stress.

It is easy to imagine grief as an ennobling, purifying emotion—uncluttering the mind of what is petty and transient, and illuminating the essential. In reality, of course, grief doesn't resolve anything, any more than a blow to the head or a devastating illness. It compounds stress and complication. It multiplies anxiety and tension. It opens fissures into cracks, and cracks into gaping chasms.

The Cold War isn't thawing it is burning with a deadly heat. Communism isn't sleeping it is, as always, plotting, scheming, working, fighting.

yanked out my .38 and stepped back to the corner

They want to stop but they can't stop. They don't know what they're doing.

smiling in a way that made me frightened.

There is rarely any joy in a frictionless space, so find your inner viscosity.

Oh my God," he said. "Oh my God." "You'll see him soon," Parker said.

He beat out a drumroll on the table edge with the first two fingers of each hand.

Stegman looked back at him. "I don't see no gun," he said. "I don't see no weapon." Parker held up his hands. "You see two of them," he said. "They're all I need.

The sound of sporadic gunfire echoing through the narrow streets of Dublin

There was a feeling in him like waiting for a punishment.

There was plenty of liquor flowing, but most of it seemed to be going down my mother's throat.

Dimitri: "Why did you come here?" Rose: "Because you hit me on the head and dragged me here.

Hey Mason, wipe the drool off your face. If you're going to think about me naked, do it on your own time." [...] "This is my time, Hathaway. I'm leading today's session." "Oh yeah?" I retorted. "Huh. Well, I guess this is a good time to think about me naked, then." "It's always a good a time to think about you naked," added someone nearby, breaking the tension further.